Second update

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Han Yun and the others followed into the so-called conference hall. It was actually a cave of about 200 square meters. The top of the cave was about two meters high, which was also spacious. Ten dazzling beads were placed on the walls of the cave, and soft silver-white light spread throughout the hall.

Han Yun glanced around and showed a strange look on his face. He saw about thirty people in the hall. The female cultivator in black raised a jade leg, and was rude and sat casually on a stone chair with a slightly higher place, aiming at Han Yun and the others aggressively. The cultivators in the two rows also turned their heads unanimously, staring at Han Yun and the others with malicious intentions, and stared at their storage belts with scorching eyes. Han Yun's first feeling was like entering a wolf's den, and he couldn't help but secretly lifting his spiritual power to prevent accidents.

Three people fell on the ground, with their heads and noses that were swollen and blue, and they described their embarrassment. They could be vaguely recognized that one of them was Zhang Chong from the Forge Sect, the other was Wei Bei, a male disciple of the Minghua Sect, and the other was a woman, a female sword cultivator from the Sword Qi Sect. The three of them were beaten up in a piece of purple, and fell weakly to the side, obviously being repaired miserably.

Han Yun couldn't help frowning. Lin Jin'er was obviously not arrested here, and Han Yun became secretly anxious.

The cultivator in black looked up and down at Han Yun, and then turned to Tu Hanyun. The cultivator had a slightly thick lips and a slightly raised upper lip. She was very sexy, with straight nose bridge, clear eyebrows, vigorous, slender and solid hands and feet, tight black clothes and black pants, giving people a sense of wild power. If such a woman was hugged in her arms, she would tsk...

"Come here!" The female cultivator in black suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed at Han Yun, then slid to the right, turning to pointing at Tu Han Yun. Tu Han Yun was stunned and pointed at his nose and said, "Boss Feng called me?"

The female cunning in black hooked her fingers and said lightly: "It's your new pumpkin!"

"Uh... this, Boss Feng should look for my boss first. He is my boss, and I will listen to the boss in everything!" The guy Tuo Hanyun pointed at Han Yun and said. Han Yun couldn't help but feel speechless, and he wanted to beat this guy to death with one punch!

"Don't let your mother's bullshit. Only Boss Feng is the boss here, and your boss must also recognize Boss Feng as the boss. From now on, Boss Feng will be your boss. Boss Feng will not shit if you let you pee, and if you let you inhale, you can't fart if you let Boss Feng let you go, and if you dare to talk nonsense, I will open your pumpkin scoop!" A cultivator who was also a big and thick voice was like thunder, and he cursed with spit, and the pair stared bigger than the cow.

"Coax!" The other cultivators laughed, but the female cultivator in black swept her eyes and hurriedly stopped. Several female cultivators even covered their mouths, and their faces turned red.

Tuo Hanyun was almost dizzy by this guy's series of "bosses", and his face turned red and white. The female cultivator in black glanced at Han Yun and said lightly: "It's good that way, I'll deal with your boss first to save you from being useless!"

"That boy, come here for me!" The cultivator in black pointed his finger at Han Yun, and then hooked him provocatively.

Han Yun glared at Tuo Hanyun. He wanted this guy to take the lead and he was mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that Tuo Hanyun would actually push him up. Since he came, he was at ease. Han Yun walked over calmly. When he passed by Zhang Chong, the guy opened his slightly swollen eyes and whispered: "Be careful, this fierce woman has a very fast body movement!"

Han Yun couldn't help but feel a stern. When he came in, the female cultivator showed his skills. Her speed of controlling the sword was indeed extremely fast. Han Yun came to a place four or five meters away from the female cultivator and stood there, and said lightly: "Are you their boss?"

The female cultivator suddenly smiled, and two shallow pear nests appeared on both sides of her face, and she said, "You are wrong!"

Han Yun was stunned and frowned and said, "So, do you still have a boss on your head?"

"Haha!" The female cultivator in black laughed boldly and shook her head, "I said you were wrong because I am not only their boss, but also your boss!"

Han Yun smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry, I don't like to recognize others as the boss!" When he said this, Han Yun couldn't help but think of Liu Xiaoxiao and the others, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

The female cultivator in black was stunned and said to herself: "What's the look of this kid? Do you think I'm not qualified to be his boss?"

"Bah! I dare not recognize Boss Feng as the boss, I will beat you first!" The thick man who had cursed before shouted angrily, rolled up his sleeves, and his figure flashed in front of Han Yun. The yellow light of the iron fist as big as a casserole lit up, and he punched Han Yun's chest, causing a strong wind to blow the dust from the ground.

The female cultivator in black originally wanted to get rid of the rough man, but seeing Han Yun's calm look, she wanted to see Han Yun's weight first, so she didn't say anything, but just looked quietly. Han Yun pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, stretched his palm, and actually punched the thick man's iron boxing like a tit-for-tat and punched him.

The punch was silent, as if there was no trace of spiritual power. The onlookers couldn't help but clamor. A grim smile appeared on the rough man's face and said to himself: "Dare to fight against my "Left Hand" against my fist, and wait for me to smash your bones with one punch!" The fist's light became even stronger, and a little more force was added.

When the female cultivator saw Han Yunwei pulling the corner of her mouth, she felt a strange premonition in her heart. The bastard may suffer a loss this time!

Pang!

With a loud breeze, dust rose everywhere, and the walls of the cave were shaken and some stone chips fell. The dust settled, and everyone looked closely and saw the two of them standing opposite each other, their fists still touching each other, fighting forward and backward, their eyes wide open. However, Han Yun stood with his feet in a row, and his fists seemed to stretch forward casually, with a calm expression. Just this view, the height and the bottom immediately appeared!

Everyone was stunned. Did Han Yun easily continue the punch of Brutal Zhan? Everyone here is familiar with Brutal Zhan. Speaking of cultivation, Brutal Zhan is definitely not in the top ten among the people. However, this guy is thick-skinned and has practiced earth-based martial arts. If he fights hard with him, few people will probably be able to compare him.

"You...ah! It hurts so much!" Jian Zhan suddenly cried out in pain, his arm drooped softly, and the bones clattered. Everyone couldn't help but change their faces. Two cultivators rushed over, attacking Han Yun from left to right.

"Stop, go back!" The female cultivator in black shouted, and the two cultivators stopped rushing, glared at Han Yun in disappointment, and helped Jian Zhan down. One of the cultivators touched Jian Zhan's right hand, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, he turned his head to look at Han Yun in shock. It turned out that he found that Jian Zhan's hand had actually taken off three mortars, namely the wrist, elbow joint, and shoulder joint!

Han Yun's seemingly light punch actually caused the Crazy Zhan, who practiced the earth-based martial arts, to take off three mortars at the same time, and it seemed that his subordinates were still showing mercy. In addition to the spiritual power and cultivation far better than Crazy Zhan, Han Yun's powerful muscles were even more terrifying.

"What's your name?" The cultivator in black put away his contempt and stood up from the chair. His tall figure was very eye-catching, his brows were bulging, his tight and slender legs, and his round buttocks were like ripe honey. Han Yun faced her face so close for the first time, and his eyes unconsciously slid onto the cultivator's chest and glanced. This was probably a common problem for all men.

The woman in black didn't care. She had long been used to the various gazes of men "striking the chest", but the first one who looked at them with a generous and plain manner like Han Yun. Han Yun withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "Han Yun, the Dead Wood Sect, is here!"

"My name is Miao Fengfeng, and I will be your boss from now on. Now I will contribute all the spirit stones on my body!" Miao Fengfeng said coldly. Han Yun said intimately: "Here, I don't know how long these guys have been here. Now I am crazy about poverty. What's strange is that I only call the spirit stones!"

"I'm sorry, I said I don't like to recognize others as the boss, and I don't know how to hand over the spirit stones. I'm still looking for companions. I'm going to say goodbye!" Han Yun bowed coldly.

"Haha, it seems that your stinky pumpkin is not toasting again, so you will be punished for drinking!" Miao Fengfeng laughed, twisted her neck, twisted her waist, and made a sound like a thief. Han Yun also knew that it was impossible to quit safely today, so he could only capture the thief and capture the king first, and capture the female bandit leader.

"Does Fellow Daoist Miao want to force others?" Han Yun said lightly, accumulating his strength slightly, ready to suddenly take action to capture the opponent.

"Okay, I just want to force others to make things difficult. If you defeat me, I will not let you go even if I fart, so I will leave safely! Otherwise, I will be the boss and contribute the spirit stones. They will be unbearable!" Miao Fengfeng pointed at Zhang Chong and the other two and said proudly. Han Yun didn't expect that the other party would say so naked. He was stunned for a moment before saying, "I'm afraid this is not fair!"

Miao Fengfeng flew her eyebrows and said coldly: "How is it unfair?"

"If you win, you will get out of shame. If you lose, you will recognize you as the boss and hand over all the spirit stones on your body. Is this fair?" Han Yun said lightly. Miao Fengfeng was stunned and opened her mouth slightly: "This... Bah, I almost let you go in. Your kid's life is in my hands now. I can beat you into a shit cake at any time. Now that you win, you can leave safely, why is it unfair?"

Han Yun couldn't help but sweat secretly. He saw Miao Fengfeng being careless and wanted to use words to slap her, but he didn't expect that the other party was as broad as he was as careful as he could see Han Yun's trick.

"Get happy, either fight with me, or I have someone beat you up and throw it out to feed the blood puppet!" Miao Fengfeng said loudly.

"Okay! Let's compete with fellow Taoist Miao. I hope fellow Taoist Miao will keep his word!" Han Yun said lightly.

"Fuck, Boss Feng has always been a pure man who can spit on one bite and a trick! He will even lie to you, a boy!" The cultivators couldn't help but feel a little angry. It seems that Miao Fengfeng is very popular!

"Stupid boy, come on!" Miao Fengfeng pulled it gently, and the black cloak in her hand fell to the ground, jumped, and jumped from a high place, standing more than two meters away from Han Yun.

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PS: In the end, the year was unfavorable. There was no blessing, and misfortune never came in one go. Last night, I went to ATM to withdraw money, but the amount of the card was deducted, but the machine didn't spit it out! I wanted to find a counter, but I got off work!
Chapter completed!